Thursday, November 24, 2011

Nourishment: A Choice

Have you ever just craved nourishment?  How do you get it physically, emotionally, spiritually?  Because I have these questions and I want answers, I've asked a series of people to come in and share how they find nourishment.  Will you come along for the journey?  We will meet here every Thursday until the posts  run out.  Have something to share about nourishment?  Contact me and we will set a date!

Meet Jenny.  Jenny and I have been friends since high school.  She is one of the most deep-thinking, yet fun, people I know.  She is currently on a blogging break, but wanted to share her thoughts on nourishment on a holiday like Thanksgiving.
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I breathe deeply and I pause.  The Thanksgiving begins.

Amidst the “hello’s” and “nice to see you’s” there is an awkwardness.  A hmm, do I really know these people?  I wonder and I wander. 

Between tables, around corners.  Through conversations, amidst scents.  Dancing with the fragrances around me.  Turning around them as they swirl around me.

Family and food.  This is what this holiday is.

Or is it?

I think about nourishment because my friend has asked me to.  My definition of the holiday expands.  I am nourished because I choose to be.  Not by what I eat or don’t eat.  Not by what I say or don’t say.  Simply in the act of showing up I feed myself, I am fed.  By positioning myself to love, and be loved, I choose to nourish, and become nourished.

The Source of all nourishment is the Source Himself, the God of Life and Love, Yahweh, Ancient of Days.  When I open myself up to family, food, wandering conversations and wafting scents, I open myself up to love.  I open myself up to Him, His presence, His here and now.

I open myself up to…

…the unexpected deep connection with a cousin in the corner;

…the moment when I can speak encouragement over an in-law in the hallway;

…the laughter I hear emanating from the children in the playroom, that brings a smile to my face;

…the gifts all around me, wafting like the scents, both tangible and intangible, physical and ethereal, but all good and each substantial, filling and full-fulling.

As I push through the awkwardness that can be the holidays, as I open myself up and make myself vulnerable, I am nourished.  And, I am thankful.

May you be blessed with the perspective of His presence this Thanksgiving, and it may it feed you more than ever before.

Like I said above, Jenny is on a blog break, but if you would like to read more of her words, you can find her at In the Becoming


  1. yes. we choose to open ourselves to this nourishment....thanks for the reminder.

  2. Sometimes we forget this critical point, "The Source of all nourishment is the Source Himself, the God of Life and Love, Yahweh, Ancient of Days." Thanking God today for the continued nourishment He gives. All I have to do is sit at His feet and ask!:)

  3. Jenny,
    Good to hear your voice, girl.

    How goes the novel writing?

    I'm excited for an update.


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